A Select Collection of Old Plays: Gammer Gurton's needle; Alexander and Campaspe; Tancred and Gismunda; Cornelia; Edward IISeptimus Prowett, 23, Old Bond Street., 1825 |
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... shalt shortly see . Hodge . Now iche beseeche our Lord they never better agree . Diccon . By Gog's soule , there they syt as still as stones in the streite , As though they had ben taken with fairies , or els with some il spreet . Hodge ...
... shalt shortly see . Hodge . Now iche beseeche our Lord they never better agree . Diccon . By Gog's soule , there they syt as still as stones in the streite , As though they had ben taken with fairies , or els with some il spreet . Hodge ...
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... shalt fynd lyeng an inche of whyte tallow candell Lyght it , and brynge it tite away . A. 1. S. 4 . * Saint Sithe . ] Perhaps a corruption of Saint Swithen . S. 17 home ] Mr. Dodsley reads , back again . Where ha you ben fidging abrode ...
... shalt fynd lyeng an inche of whyte tallow candell Lyght it , and brynge it tite away . A. 1. S. 4 . * Saint Sithe . ] Perhaps a corruption of Saint Swithen . S. 17 home ] Mr. Dodsley reads , back again . Where ha you ben fidging abrode ...
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... shalt thou fynd an old shooe , wherein , if thou looke well , Thou shalt fynd lyeng an inche of whyte tallow candell ; Lyght it , and brynge it tite awaye . Cocke . That shal be done anone . Gammer . Nay , tary , Hodge , till thou hast ...
... shalt thou fynd an old shooe , wherein , if thou looke well , Thou shalt fynd lyeng an inche of whyte tallow candell ; Lyght it , and brynge it tite awaye . Cocke . That shal be done anone . Gammer . Nay , tary , Hodge , till thou hast ...
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... shalt see ; Chyll hold , chyll drawe , chyll pull , chyl pynche , chyll kneele on my bare knee ; Chyll scrape , chyll scratche , chyll syfte , chyll seeke , chyll bowe , chyll bende , chyll sweate , Chyll stoop , chyll stur , chyll cap ...
... shalt see ; Chyll hold , chyll drawe , chyll pull , chyl pynche , chyll kneele on my bare knee ; Chyll scrape , chyll scratche , chyll syfte , chyll seeke , chyll bowe , chyll bende , chyll sweate , Chyll stoop , chyll stur , chyll cap ...
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... Shalt sware to be no blab , Hodge . Hodge . Chyll , Diccon . Diccon . Then go to , Lay thine hand here , say after me , as thou shalt here me do . Haste no booke ? Hodge . Cha no booke , I. 1 Diccon . Then needes must force us both ...
... Shalt sware to be no blab , Hodge . Hodge . Chyll , Diccon . Diccon . Then go to , Lay thine hand here , say after me , as thou shalt here me do . Haste no booke ? Hodge . Cha no booke , I. 1 Diccon . Then needes must force us both ...
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Alexander Anaxarchus Antony Apelles Aristotle arms Baldock Bayly behold blood Cæsar Campaspe cham Chorus chould chyll Cicero Clytus Cocke cometh command Cornelia dame Chat death devil Diccon Diogenes Doctor Rat doth earl earth Edmund Edward England Enter Euphues Exeunt eyes fair father fear fortune friends Gammer Gurton's Gammer Gurton's Needle Gaveston Gismunda gods Gog's grace Granichus grief Gurney hand hast hath head heart heaven hell Hephestion Hodge honour Isabel Julio king knave Lady Lancaster Lightborn live lord Lucrece Lust's Dominion Madam majesty Manes Marlow master master doctor Matrevis mind Mortimer junior neele never noble Parmenio Pembroke Pompey prince Psyllus Queen Renuchio Rome SCEN Shakspeare shame shew soldiers sorrow soul Spencer Steevens Steevens's Note sweet sword Tancred tears tell thee thine thing thou art thou shalt thought Timoclea unto Warwick wold word
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Seite 131 - At cards for kisses — Cupid paid ; He stakes his quiver, bow and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrows...
Seite 401 - And there, in mire and puddle, have I stood This ten days' space; and, lest that I should sleep, One plays continually upon a drum; They give me bread and water, being a king; So that, for want of sleep and sustenance, My mind's distemper'd, and my body's numb'd, And whether I have limbs or no I know not.
Seite 397 - And when I frown, make all the court look pale. I view the prince with Aristarchus' eyes, Whose looks were as a breeching to a boy. They thrust upon me the protectorship, And sue to me for that that I desire. While at the council-table, grave enough, And not unlike a bashful puritan, First I complain of imbecility, Saying it is
Seite 386 - I might, but heavens and earth conspire To make me miserable! Here receive my crown; Receive it? No, these innocent hands of mine Shall not be guilty of so foul a crime.
Seite 342 - Tis not a black coat and a little band, A velvet caped cloak, faced before with serge, And smelling to a nosegay all the day, Or holding of a napkin in your hand, Or saying a long grace at a table's end, Or making low legs to a nobleman, Or looking downward with your eyelids close, And saying, " Truly, an't may please your honour...
Seite 385 - But, hapless Edward, thou art fondly* led; They pass* not for thy frowns as late they did, But seek to make a new-elected king; Which fills my mind with strange despairing thoughts, Which thoughts are martyred with endless torments, And in this torment comfort find I none, But that I feel the crown upon my head ; And therefore let me wear it yet awhile.
Seite 400 - LIGHT. To murder you, my most gracious lord ! Far is it from my heart to do you harm. The queen sent me to see how you were us'd, For she relents at this your misery : And what eyes can refrain from shedding tears, To see a king in this most piteous state ? EDW. Weep'st thou already ? list awhile to me, And then thy heart, were it as Gurney's is, Or as Matrevis', hewn from the Caucasus, Yet will it melt, ere I have done my tale.
Seite 405 - And, seeing there was no place to mount up higher, Why should I grieve at my declining fall? — Farewell, fair queen; weep not for Mortimer, That scorns the world, and, as a traveller, Goes to discover countries yet unknown.
Seite 384 - I am lodged within this cave of care, Where sorrow at my elbow still attends, To company my heart with sad laments, That bleeds within me for this strange exchange.